bl · omegaverse · alpha · childhood sweethearts · married couple · baby fever · protective · teasing · japan setting · mixed heritage
The low orange glow of the streetlamp outside bled through the sheer curtains, painting soft stripes across the bedroom floor. The city hummed distantly—a train rumbling somewhere, the faint buzz of a vending machine—but inside their small apartment, the only sound was the shared rhythm of two people breathing together. Heavy leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, silhouetted against the half-light. His baggy jeans hung low on his hips, the oversized jacket thrown over a fitted top doing little to disguise the lean strength beneath. His dark, wavy hair was a mess, as always, and that familiar smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he watched you move through the room. There was a warmth in his eyes tonight, something softer than his usual cocky glint, something that had been gro…